Chapter 99: George's Determination (1)

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Sean stood at the door of the balcony and knocked on the door gently: "Master, I found the information you wanted." ā€

Nicholas's voice sounded inside: "Come in." ā€

Since yesterday, the old man suddenly liked the view from the balcony, and sat here all day, smirking from time to time, and asked to move the desk here. Later, Alexia persuaded him that it had been raining a lot recently, and the humidity was too heavy, which was not good for his health and was not conducive to the preservation of documents, so he gave up.

The old man was obviously in a good mood, and while taking the questionnaire from Sean's hand, he asked, "Sean, you quit your job as a coachman?"

"Yes, during the battle in the cemetery, the young master had a great influence on me, and I think it is better to study slimes than to kill time as a coachman. ā€

"You're not a servant, you're a friend, and you can leave at any time. ā€

"Thank you for your generosity - this is a copy of the shipping form you asked for from the Hamilton Chamber of Commerce warehouse. ā€

"Well, it doesn't look like much has changed. No, how can this waste element ore be disposed of only one-fifth of the original?"

"Maybe it's because the ore is scarce and the amount of input is small?"

"No, the chambers of commerce will have reserves, and generally not fluctuate much, and Hamilton has found a new source of ore in the colony, and it is impossible to suddenly and drastically cut the ore disposal fee - either they find a new source of energy, or they find a way to recharge the ore. Have they had any personnel changes lately?"

Alexia on the side said: "Master, I heard that Hamilton's second young master, Richard Mannon, has not shown up for more than ten days. ā€

"Oh, do you want to take a shortcut to get to the top? I'm afraid that in the end, I will cheapen others for nothing. Hmph, compared to Joe, he's a piece of. ā€

"Master," Alexia nudged him lightly on the shoulder, "don't say that. Mr. Sean is still there. ā€

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay, this is my house, I can say whatever I want - you say, where will the second child play peek-a-boo?"

"Hamilton's good hands have barely moved, and there is no record of entering and exiting the port, indicating that Richard McNon is still in the port. Most likely somewhere secret. ā€

"Four-fifths of the ore is a mountain. Besides, there has to be enough magic energy to supply. In a crowded place like Port Snell, there weren't many places where he could leave the scourge open. ā€

"The venue should be big, there should be enough supply of magic energy, and it should not be too eye-catching, right...... Sewer?"

"That's right, the third and fourth floors of the sewer have a large flow of water, and there are ready-made pipes to use, and with a little modification, it is the magic energy engine. ā€

Alexia was a little worried: "Isn't Joe's 1643 squad going there......?

"Those little guys are smart people, and it's not a problem to deal with a 10,000-year-old second person with low eyes. But ......"

Before Nicholas could finish speaking, George slammed open the balcony door and walked straight in: "I've made a new discovery, Dad." ā€

This sound of dad was like a spring breeze in February, and at once the folds of Nicholas's face were blown open, and he stood up at once, and stretched out his arms with a smile on his face: "Oh, my dear Joe, what secret have you discovered?"

"I'm sorry, Dad, the situation is urgent," George wanted to refuse Nicholas's hug, but after thinking about it, he still gently hugged the old man, "Look!"

Magical projections reflect the scene in George's laboratory.

The two rooms were densely packed with slimes, one more and one less.

Nicholas couldn't help frowning: "Joe, every environment has a carrying capacity, blindly increasing the number of slimes, this artificially created environment is not representative. ā€

Alexia said, "Master, Joe won't let us see this for no reason, let's see, Joe, what's on the table in the room?"

"Food in airtight jars. In these two rooms, one is the experimental group and the other is the contrast group. The comparison group is the maximum capacity of a normal room, and in the experimental group, I increased the mana output, temporarily increasing the metabolism and reproduction rate of slimes, and now there are twice as many as the comparison group. Now I've cut off the magic energy output, I can't get food, and I'm dead. ā€

Nicholas said: "It seems that the comparison group has a better life, slows down the metabolic rate, temporarily stops reproduction, and can still live." The experimental group was miserable, there were too many of them, and at least half of them were going to die. Unless you have access to the food in an airtight jar. ā€

George explains, "The sealed canister is a magic crystal, which is almost perfectly resistant to slimes' acid, and the only chance is the knob at the mouth of the can. That knob also has high acid resistance, divided into six colors, one by one to align the color wheel next to it to open a lid, six alignments, all six layers of lids will open. ā€

Nicholas couldn't help but say: "If these little things had the intelligence of a two-year-old child, it would be fine, but, it is impossible." ā€

"Look at it. ā€

Many slimes first wrapped the jar in its entirety and secreted acid in an attempt to corrode the tank, only to find that the acid could not help the sturdy tank, so they concentrated on the knobs again, but the effort failed again.

The slimes were not discouraged, dozens of slimes climbed up from the side of the table, trying to push the tank, but the huge tank was very heavy and did not move, so another group of slimes marched under the table legs, stacked layer by layer, until it reached the tabletop, and then connected into a long strip, one end tightly adhered to the top end of the jar, and the slimes under the table moved desperately towards the far end of the table. In this way, some pull in front and some push in the back. The giant jar began to move and tilt slowly.

Nicholas, Alexia, and Sean, all three were stunned.

Nicholas pointed to the image and exclaimed, "Slimes who know how to divide and cooperate, are they monsters, who taught them this?"

Alexia shouted, "They want to break the jar!"

With a loud bang, the jar fell heavily to the ground, and the hearts of the three of them trembled.

The jar is still stubborn.

The slime didn't delay for a second, and rushed up and began to wrap the knob around his body, trying to rotate, and the knob began to turn slowly.

Sean exclaimed, "Oh my God, they're all spinning in one direction!

This time the slime found the right way, clicked, the first layer of the lid opened, and then, the second layer was also opened, the last layer was red, the knob was twisted to the right, the red of the color ring was on the left side, and it took half a turn to get to the correct position.

All eyes are on the comparison group, and the slimes in the comparison group ignore the jar and lazily remain motionless.

Nicholas asked George, "That is, the more there are, the smarter they are?"

George said, "Not only that, but keep looking." ā€

George gives a close-up of the slimes in the experimental group: a slime slowly splitting.

Normally, the newly split slime is always smaller than the mother, but this time, the slime separated from it is even larger than the mother, and it is bright red!